Years of love

Cheng Ye helped grandma go downstairs. Although grandma walked slowly but steadily, she shook her arm to signal Cheng Ye not to help her: "I'm not old enough yet."

"Then I'll help you when you get old." Cheng Ye put his hands in his pockets and smiled.

"When you're old, you have to carry me behind your back!" Grandma raised her voice quite a bit, and shocked Cheng Ye into a shiver.

Cheng Ye replied loudly: "Remember it! You must carry it!"

The two walked out of the building door talking and laughing, and saw the shepherd parked not far away.

"This car is stylish, but it's not expensive at first glance." Grandma held Cheng Ye's hand and asked, "Did the kid buy this car himself?"

"Yes." Cheng Ye didn't know why he was a little shy, and nodded with his ears slightly red: "He has always been alone, he works very hard, and he bought the car and house by himself."

"Better than you!" Grandma straightened up and gave Cheng Ye a look, then straightened her hair: "Is my hair messy?"

Cheng Ye gave his thumbs up: "You are as beautiful as a fairy!"

When grandma came to the car, Chen Ze got out of the car in a panic, reaching out to help her.

"Hey." Grandma looked at the young man standing in front of her, and took his hand directly into her arms: "He's taller than my grandson."

Before Chen Ze could react, grandma covered her mouth with her hands and whispered to Cheng Ye, "When I get old, let him carry me on his back. If someone else uses it, then he can't tire my grandson."

Cheng Ye laughed several times.

After a while, grandma covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to Chengye, "Actually, he looks more reliable than you."

Cheng Ye's face was perplexed, and the smile froze directly on his face, but his heart was filled with joy, full of happy blossoming sounds of "crack, bang, bang".

Chen Ze saw that grandma was so approachable, even though he had heard it before, he didn't expect to be so unassuming, so he immediately relaxed: "Grandma, I'll see you where you are going."

"No, no, no, hurry up and go." Grandma thumped her waist and prepared to go to the vegetable market: "It's not far away, I can go there by myself, the old way, remember to be familiar."

"Then slow down, grandma." Cheng Ye interrupted Chen Ze who was still talking, and gave him a wink to reassure him: "Send me a text message when you get home."

"What are you posting? When did you ever worry about me when I bought vegetables for you and cooked for you? In front of others, it seemed that you cared about me." Grandma waved at them with her back and walked forward on her own. .

Cheng Ye smiled, leaned on Chen Ze, raised his hand and tapped his chest: "Don't be nervous, I can see the sweat on your forehead today."

"I'm afraid..." Chen Ze glanced at him and didn't continue.

"No." Cheng Ye pulled his hand, thinking that his parents might still be watching from the window, but he still refused to let go: "I won't let you lose it again."

Chen Ze frowned, his eyes began to sore uncontrollably.

"Let's go." Cheng Ye opened the door and jumped into the car: "It's the annual meeting and the skating competition in the afternoon. I'm very busy. I told Zhou Luo to go directly to the ice rink."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Chen Ze: "Go and pick up someone before going to the ice rink."

Sitting on the judges' seat, Zhou Luo yawned continuously, looked at the slowly rising red banner with drooping eyelids, and squinted his eyes.

2018 Yuanli Publishing House annual meeting and skating competition.

It seemed like that, Zhou Luo rubbed his itchy nose.

After sending Yan Qi home yesterday, Chen Ze called him back for a meeting. It was mainly about opening a bookstore when he went to another place to participate in the Spring Book Fair last time. He didn't speak either.

Chen Ze, the only one who didn't smoke, proposed a plan, but it was shelved by Zhou Luo.

A few of them want to partner up to open this bookstore, which can be regarded as a shareholding.Zhou Luo felt that this plan was not very optimistic, not to mention how expensive the rent in the surrounding areas of the publishing house was, since it was selling books at a loss, it was completely impossible to rely on intuition to have such a large traffic flow and turnover without systematic analysis and reporting.

In the end, Chen Ze took over the task of making an analysis report and handed over a feasible plan within a month.

Zhou Luo looked at Cheng Ye and Chen Ze who were busy not far away. If he didn't have these two right-hand men, he wondered how difficult the publishing house would be now.

"President!" Tan Yingying waved at Zhou Luo with earmuffs decorated as rabbit ears, her red nose made her entire face red.

She took the fruits and snacks and put them on Zhou Luo's table, took the paper plates and stacked them together, and whispered, "Eat something, Brother Luo."

"Go ahead, what are you doing around me?" Zhou Luo yawned again, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Tan Yingying smiled and said, "I am the president's personal secretary, so of course I have to serve the president."

Zhou Luo glanced at her and thought of a way to get her away. He sat up straight and looked around, then raised his chin at her.

Tan Yingying followed his gaze, and immediately found a very familiar and somewhat kind figure from the back.

"Old president!" Tan Yingying stepped down the stairs with her long legs, jumped in front of Zhou Xun and looked at him excitedly: "You..."

Zhou Xun glanced at her: "Hit you."

"President, President, President." Tan Yingying poohed three times: "You are not old."

Zhou Xun raised the corner of his mouth, tied up the laces of his skates and said to her, "Zhou Luo is quite creative, I really didn't expect to have such an annual meeting."

"And the person in charge of the ice rink, Lao Xue, knows you all, and he didn't even confiscate the venue fee." Tan Yingying reported in a low voice.

"I heard it." Old Xue walked over with her skates in his arms and smiled at her: "Hurry up and try the feeling of your feet. Don't be embarrassed in the game later. The members of our club are watching."

Tan Yingying quickly glanced at the audience in skating suits on the stage, and found that there was a person who was being pushed and shoved by the people around to look in her direction.

Tan Yingying immediately understood their purpose, and hurriedly took the skates and put them on her feet in embarrassment.

Zhou Xun took it all into his eyes, sat on the seat and slapped his thigh: "Oh, our Yingying is not too young."

Tan Yingying yelled with her head depressed: "Life belongs to the publishing house, and death belongs to the publishing house..."

"If you die, you don't need it." Zhou Xun folded his arms and smiled: "Skate well in a while, and the top three will be rewarded with 3000 yuan from my own pocket."

Tan Yingying suddenly raised her head and stared at the ice rink with an excited face: "President, please don't tell other players this, as long as they don't have the motivation to go all out, I will definitely win the top spot."

"You are the last one to know." Zhou Xun said while nodding.

Tan Yingying's excitement gradually turned into desperation.

When Cheng Ye was sitting next to Zhou Luo, the lights on the ice rink had already dimmed. The host of this year's meeting was also Tan Yingying. There were ten people participating in the competition, one was a special guest performer, and nearly a hundred employees from the other publishing houses sat. The audience seats in the first and second rows, and the judges' seats in the third and fourth rows.

When Tan Yingying mentioned the name of the special guest Zhou Xun, the audience burst into the warmest applause.

"What's the fun?" Zhou Luo sighed.

"It's rare for the old president to be so interested. If it weren't for this opportunity, we might not be able to see him." Cheng Ye glanced at the competition process, and then at Zhou Luo, who was staring at the ice rink absent-mindedly: "I think what?"

"Yan Qi hasn't been skating for a long time." Zhou Luo said lazily, "I'll leave at 05:30, and I'll pick him up to skate for a while after he gets out of school."

"Hey, hey, president." Cheng Ye slapped him with an elbow: "Now it's your employees' annual meeting, can you be dissatisfied that your brother is all on your mind, you son of a bitch!"

Zhou Luo narrowed his eyes to listen to Tan Yingying's report, but ignored Cheng Ye's complaints.

A few older editors in the editorial department have been with Zhou Xun for more than ten years, and often accompany him to the ice rink to skate. Over time, skating has become a popular sport in Yuanli Publishing House. Quick two days.

"It's really good at skating." Cheng Ye applauded along with the audience, and scored after the names of the first, second and third players.

"Go down and show your skills, and let them see what a master is." Zhou Luo said to Cheng Ye with his head propped up.

"I'm talking about the president, if you don't score for a while, do you still remember whether the human skating is good or not?" Cheng Ye took his review form and wrote a few scores for him.

"The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat. I need a bowl of water to hold it flat." Zhou Luo tapped the table with his index finger: "Tan Yingying is on."

Cheng Ye raised his head and looked at Tan Yingying, who slid all over the court without a single mistake, slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

Tan Yingying's movements are not difficult. She has dancing skills herself. She just needs to stabilize the strength of her feet, put her mind on her hands, and do tricks on her upper body movements. Using her height advantage, she can perform an ice dance is very beautiful.

Cheng Ye smiled and wrote full marks on his and Zhou Luo's review sheet.

"Your unstoppable smile is almost overflowing my face." Zhou Luo glanced at him and said, "Don't you worry about the person next to you?"

Cheng Ye leaned on Chen Ze and was about to open his mouth to comfort him when he saw Chen Ze give Tan Yingying a score of 120.

"Chen Ze!" Cheng Ye sat up straight and stared at him.

Chen Ze crossed out the numbers on the paper with a smile, and rewrote 100 points.

Jin Yan and Fang Ting also skated very well, but there was a big mistake between Jin Yan.

She wanted to try to make a turn, but she didn't control the timing of the turn, and she didn't keep up with her steps, and fell directly to the ground.

Cheng Ye glanced at Zhou Luo, who was indifferent, and could only sigh. He got up and walked to the exit to help Jin Yan, who was injured but still completed all the movements.

Jin Yan looked in Zhou Luo's direction, Zhou Luo waved at her with a smile, and gave her a thumbs up.

After ten contestants finished the competition, it was Zhou Xun's turn.

Compared with others, Zhou Xun's old arms and legs are a bit faster than others. Figure skating is really difficult for him.The employees at the scene wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they had to cover up their laughter with applause. After watching the audience, they also laughed heartlessly.

After Zhou Xun finished skating, he said a few words excitedly, and took the ranking that Tan Yingying handed him. When No.3 Tan Yingying was read, she jumped up.

Zhou Luo patiently listened to Zhou Xun's impassioned remarks, and then made some suggestions based on the reality of the publishing house, praising and affirming the work enthusiasm and achievements of everyone in the publishing house. Remind him of the time, he estimates he can speak for an hour.

Before the words finished, Zhou Luo got up and was about to go downstairs, but Cheng Ye grabbed his clothes.

"Why go?" Cheng Ye asked.

Zhou Luo turned on the phone and put it in front of his eyes: "It's five o'clock."

"Hey, don't worry, it's not over yet." Cheng Ye pulled him over and pressed him on the seat, you just wait for a minute before leaving.

Zhou Luo sighed softly, retracted his seat and continued to stare blankly at Tan Yingying.

Tan Yingying took Zhou Xun's microphone, blushed and waved in the direction of Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo looked at her blankly, not knowing what she meant.

"Today, we also invited a kid who is familiar to everyone, and I will invite him to give us a one-minute ice performance." After Tan Yingying finished speaking, she looked in the direction of the exit behind, Saw a familiar figure.

The child slid to her side with a gloomy face, only then did Tan Yingying realize that the "child" she was talking about seemed to be on the same level as her.

"Don't call me a kid." Yan Qi glanced at her angrily.

"Little handsome guy." Tan Yingying smiled and touched his arm with her shoulder: "You have grown taller."

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